Years and miles can not stop the laughter
When things look down for the both of us...

I was wrong about me
I was never meant to be free...

Used is how I feel
Like a doormat...

Tears these days easily build up in my eyes
Pain is my companion...

Maybe if I had wings
I could bring faith to the lost...

My heart breaks every waking day
To know that I have done nothing to help...

Reminded of my past
Of nights when I watch the crimson fall...

You are more of a friend
Than anyone that I can see...

In this fire
I am sinking...

My heart always makes me a fool
I fall for anyone that shows a hint of passion...

I’m going to say it
Instead hiding it...

Your pain is so sweet to me
Do not think that you cause me pain...